Wammy's House

[l u c i d `]

"Of course you can," Near replied simply, closing his eyes and shrugging. Now was the time to get revenge for when Mello had been so cruel and callous towards him.

"Very bad," Nari's soft voice came from behind the white-haired youth. She held a book loosely in her hand at her side, studying Matt and Mello curiously. They were up to something, she could feel it. Near glanced back at Nari, surprised at how she suddely appeared.

[.Jossachu.]

Matt had quietly followed Mello downstairs and stood off to one side behind him. He did agree that Mello's character wasn't the best, but he didn't feel that Mello was exactly 'bad' though. Matt held his tongue, he didn't really feel like arguing for or against anyone. Mello had a tongue, and he could speak for himself. Friend or not, Mello looked after Mello, and Matt looked after Matt.

[crazypapercups]

Mello rolled his eyes, then looked at Near. His eyes stayed focused on Near, but his words were clearly directed at Nari. "At least I mind my own business." He smiled sweetly. "And surely, I'm not only in the running to be the next L, simply because of my test scores...I must have some character. Because if that were the case, then the present L wouldn't need to choose at all, would he?"

[The_End]

Sam spun around in every direction. People were popping up everywhere, and the silver haired boy somehow knew his name. He was highly confused and flustered. He did not even notice the music coming to a halt.

[l u c i d `]

"At least I mind my own buisness," Nari mocked, her voice mimicking Mello's perfectly. Near snickered. She quirked a brow at Mello's latter statement.

"Is that jealousy, I'm sensing? Oh.. and I thought you said you didn't stick your nose in other peoples buisness." she put a hand on her hip. Though she didn't like sticking up for people at all, Mello picked on Near a little TO much.. And Near never did a thing about it.

Near stood still, a small smile playing across his face.

[crazypapercups]

"Right, very mature." Mello rolled his eyes. "Where do you get off, anyway? You just randomly show up and start talking, I don't think I heard anybody ask for your opinion." He crossed his arms, glancing behind him at Matt who was staring blankly into space. "Maybe somebody did, and I missed it, either way, this doesn't concern you." He watched Near, the little jerk enjoying every bit of this. "and I do mind my own business, anybody who is in the running to be the next L is my business."

[The_End]

Sam opened his mouth to say something but thought better of it. He quickly got out of the middle of the circle of people crowding him. He stood slightly to the side unsure of how to take all these people at once. He looked from the silver haired boy to the blonde boy and over to the boy who crawled into his room and then over at the girl. And then back to the silver haired one, then the blonde one, then the boy who crawled into his room, and then the girl.

He scratched his head and began to chew softly on the cord listening to the people argue. He started to laugh gently finding all of it funny.

[.Jossachu.]

Matt stepped forward a bit and bumped Mello's elbow, trying to get his attention. "Come off it." He grumbled softly. He was sure to either be ignored or whacked in the face, but he didn't care, all this bickering wasn't going to get anybody anywhere. He actually kind of hoped for a teacher or someone to come by and split them all up. He doubted that anyone was going to come by anytime soon, and he already had half a mind to slam his fist into Mello's head sideways, anyway. A fistfight with Mello wouldn't be as bad as Mello beating Near, and that's all it would really be-a beating. Little Near couldn't defend himself for anything, even if you did arm him. He bumped Mello's elbow again. "Come on..."